‘I’ll be all of that and more,’ he hummed and licked her skin to seal his mark. He then kissed it, pride shooting through him like lightning. ‘Now tell me what I can help you with today.’
“Let’s start with the most important one. Breakfast.”
He chuckled and let her go. As he watched her closely, she pulled on her panties and chose his shirt to throw over her shoulders. She looked back at him, eyeing her mark and giving him an apologetic smile.
“I really did go overboard on your shoulder.”
“The price I have to pay for trying to mark you first. I should’ve known your wolf would want a head start.”
He stepped into his boxers and jeans and followed her down the stairs to the kitchen. She grabbed a carton of eggs and a pack of bacon from the fridge, but as she bent over to grab a pan, Ryker stood behind her, hands on her waist. He pulled back on her hips, grinding his hard length against her ass.
“We should cook more often,” he groaned as she straightened again.
Much to Ryker’s delight, she didn’t pull away. She set the pan down in front of her and reached back to wrap her arms around his neck, letting her head fall back to his shoulder. She looked back at him, rolling her bottom lip between her teeth as his hand moved south, sliding behind the fabric of her panties.
“Let me in, little luna.”
She happily obeyed, giving him a clear path to her clit. Knowing how much he loved it, she whimpered softly as he began to circle his fingers. His other hand pushed the shirt out of the way, cupping her breast as he brushed a thumb over her nipple. Her body quivered as he increased his pressure and sped up his fingers between her thighs. Pushing back into his touch, she let out a pained cry when he softly pinched her nipple. She didn’t like that and as soon as he felt it, he stopped and soothed the sting with his thumb.
In an attempt to correct his misstep, he began to tap his fingers over her clit. Shooting stars shot down Kendra’s legs, her mind burying itself in his.
“I love feeling all of you,” he growled into her ear before pulling her earlobe between his teeth.
He loved pleasing her just as much as he loved his own pleasure. If it weren’t for the bond, she wouldn’t have believed him. She dove deep into their link, both their pleasure mixing into one big swirl. His fingers tapped faster and harder against her clit. Her legs buckled as her orgasm began to wash over her, her arms around his neck being the only things to hold her up.
His lips travelled down her neck to where he’d marked her not even an hour ago while his arms tightened around her waist. His teeth scraped her still healing wound and the fireworks exploding on her skin pushed her over her edge. She was so deeply embedded in his mind that her climax became his. She could feel him twitch and pulse against her ass, his jeans growing damp as his cum erupted right into them. His fingers slowed down right away, slowing his strokes while she came down from the high.
She took deep breaths, trying to calm her racing heart. “Definitely more cooking sessions,” she panted with a laugh.
“Can you stand?”
“If not, I’ve got the countertop to help,” she giggled.
“I’ll be right back.” He carefully let her go and went upstairs to change while she focused on breakfast.
A moment later, the front door opened and Mike’s voice shouted for her. “I hope you two are awake because it’s chaos out there!”
Kendra turned and saw his horrified gaze on her. He froze for a few agonizing seconds before he whipped around and shut the door.
“Fuck sorry. I should’ve knocked.”
“You would’ve walked in anyway,” Kendra giggled before shouting up for Ryker to bring her some clothes as well.
Ryker was already sprinting down, a spark of jealousy in his eyes. He kneeled before her and helped her into a pair of jeans.
“Sorry,” Mike mumbled as he turned back around only to freeze again. This time, his eyes were on Ryker’s mark. “Fuck, what did she do to you?”
Hiding her red-hot cheeks, Kendra turned back to the stove. “Can we not talk about that, please?”
“Did you try to rip him apart?” Mike asked again, worry hidden beneath his taunt.
“I made the mistake of losing control and trying to mark her first. Her wolf didn’t approve.”
“You truly claimed what is yours, huh?”
“Why did you say there is chaos out there?” Kendra asked, desperately trying to change the subject.
“Because your mom is decorating and she’s driving everyone crazy.”